Page 224 of Back in the Saddle

“I am too,” Raye mumbled.

I jerked a thumb at her and asked Harlow, “See? And Raye’s seen them in action.”

“Let’s just stay on target,” Luna said from the front. “If we come up with nothing, we’ll reconsider.”

I pulled out my phone and texted Eric,Anything?

“Park here,” Bambi said.

Luna swung into a spot on a street somewhere deep on the southside of the city when my phone vibrated.

Working on it. Stay cool. We’ll find him.

I took in another deep breath.

“Wait here,” Bambi said, then she popped out of the car.

Jinx and Persia met her on the sidewalk before they walked up to the house.

They went in.

We waited.

Nothing.

“This is torture. They’ve been in there ten minutes,” I griped.

“They’ve been in there two minutes,” Raye said quietly. “Chill, babe.”

Ugh.

Twenty minutes later (or maybe it was four), they came out and Bambi took off toward the two cars behind us. Jinx came to the Sportage and got in the passenger seat.

“They don’t know dick,” she announced.

Fuck!

“But they say Sausage knows all about this shit,” Jinx went on. “And Sausage likes me, which is good for me, and now it’s good for you. Let’s roll.”

Luna pulled out.

I twisted to see that one of the cars followed, the other was doing a three-pointer.

“Gotta get Bambi back to Betsy,” Jinx explained. “Cameo’s gonna take her home. She good, but we don’t wanna push it with flashback shit. We got this now.”

I hoped so.

And I owed Bambi big time for courting flashbacks in order to help.

Jinx gave Luna directions, and we hit up a nondescript neighborhood with neat yards, middle-of-the-line, well-maintained cars and a lot of dead grass, since no one in this ’hood was going to spend money on water for fall seeding.

Luna parked at the curb.

The girls parked behind us.

Jinx twisted to all of us. “Sausage likes company. He also likes to hold court. But just know, he gets a look at you bitches, he’s gonna beat his meat thinkin’ about one, the other, or all of you.”

Gross.

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